Madam, - There is obviously more than one Temple Bar in Dublin. In the one Martin Harte writes about (April 29th), visitors on the whole act very responsibly.
In the Temple Bar in which I live, when walking home at night it is necessary to step around broken glass, mounds of steaming puke, streams of urine and clumps of very drunk people every few yards. Once home, it is possible to listen to raucous bellowing, shouting and roaring until three, four or five in the morning depending on the weather. This is accompanied by the sounds of breaking glass and metal shutters being kicked, confrontations, scuffles, fights and occasional extreme violence. Not long ago, a man was murdered at 2am yards from where I live. The emergency vehicles whose sirens add a dependable counterpoint to this nightly Temple Bar cacophony arrived too late for him.
Surely Mr Harte is not turning a blind ear to what is under his nose. - Yours etc,
ARTHUR BOLAND, Cecilia Street, Dublin 2.